It's My Party and I'll Cry If I Want To

Just because I cry easily people think I am weak. I don't understand. I don't run from anything....especially my feelings. I have stepped out into the great unknown more than once in my life and I have the scars to prove it. I know what I believe, I know what I imagine, and I know who and what I am....and I am not afraid to face the demons that tell me otherwise. I have the strength to dream, the strength to hope, the strength to face the young one's questions (even smile at some of his ideas to make things right)...I even had the strength to let go( when it was the last thing I ever wanted to do) because I knew it was the right thing to do. The tears are an outpouring of the emotion that runs deep within me....a testament to the love I carry for those who have touched my heart. I will never be ashamed of those tears because if they ever run dry that means the wellspring of love is gone too. So I will cry....I will grieve......I will forever miss what was once the source of my deepest happiness.....but I will collect these tears to water my love...to keep it alive until the one who is meant to find me does. Love is what makes me strong...and the more I give it, the stronger I am. That's what makes me stronger than you. More vulnerable....but definatly stronger.